Three. Two. One. Go!

And with that, the Spartan launched himself forwards, breaking into a sprint.

And you'd be correct about that assumption.

Just over towards that hall over there. First one there wins.

Ready?

I haven't raced you either. But I'm willing to fuck around and find out.

I'm far from the fastest of us, but you might have a chance.

What, you think you'll lose?

It's only twenty cR on the line. A drop in the bucket.

I take you as someone that can't turn down a challenge.

Does that make you a fool?

Maybe I will.

Twenty cR says you can't catch up to me.

Take that bet?

I could.

I'm weighing my options.

It's sarcasm adjacent.

That's more my speed.

I don't think you're supposed to fuck the soup, man.

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" 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 . "

What's to even miss?

Ain't nothing happening around him after all.